Erynn Dinasque-Dalandau Weiss-Cruz Camping 3

[17:50 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz grumblegrumbles a breaks the fourth wall to point out he was writing all this stuff about breakfast and buttplugs and holds the half-elf, smiling happily in his sleep and holding her with both arms like a lover or at least a favoured teddybear. He's still sleeping off their passionate session of lovemaking/buttstuff. Their clothes are gone, but that polished buttplug of tass is set to extended duration and could conceivably last for a week. The playful mage just shifts around, still in that place where he's technically awake but not really.
[17:53 PM] Erynn Dinasque yawns again, but this time stirs, then shakes Dalan. "Yo. Magic-man. You awake?"
[17:54 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz: "Mm?" he mumbles, opening one eye. He looks down at the girl with that trademark CockySmirk®. "Hey, you. Morning."
[17:57 PM] Erynn Dinasque: "So we never did end up getting dinner last night, and I'm not keen to skip two meals in a row when I don't have to, superior elven resistance to hunger notwithstanding. What d'you have in mind?"
[18:02 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz thinks about it, and then his lips curl up at the corners playfully, "I think I can do something about that. You go on and get in the anachronistic shower that came with the room," he says, giving her a little pat on the ass as he gets out of bed. Erynn is suddenly left empty in the back, and as everything returns to where it's supposed to, the remains of last night start to seep out on the sheets unless she clenches. "I'll get breakfast, you wash up. And, oh," he says, putting on his pants and giving a wink. He cryptically says "that's coming back, but hygiene first."
[18:02 PM] Erynn Dinasque: (You know they had indoor plumbing in ancient Rome, right?)
[18:03 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz: (Hot water!)
[18:08 PM] Erynn Dinasque spends a hit dice, recovering 1d6-1 hit points. If she had a better build, it'd be enough to solve her aching ass entirely, but as it is, it makes only a slight difference. She presses her cheeks together, helping hold everything together.
[18:08 PM] Erynn Dinasque steps into the shower and runs the hot water over her even hotter body. Using what magic she does have she tries to redirect the stream into a makeshift bidet; again, not a perfect solution.
[18:13 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz is gone for nearly two hours after Erynn gets out of the shower. While she sits around hungry, he's probably out falling into manholes of something ridiculous like that. Finally there's a knock on the door, and he returns with a dining cart laden with various seasoned breakfast meats and fruits and more fantastical foodstuff. "Tada!" he says, wheeling the cart in and closing the door with a foot, "breakfast of champions."
[18:14 PM] Erynn Dinasque: "Okay, so I know I was complaining that I missed the food back home but you didn't have to run all the way back there for breakfast." Not waiting for him to respond to her brilliant-as-ever non-sequiter commentary, Erynn digs into some of the fruit like a ravenous wolf. Except a ravenous wolf who eats fruit.
[18:17 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz: "Hurry up with it, too," he says, sitting on the bed with his hands tucked behind his head. "We're going shopping."
[18:18 PM] Erynn Dinasque: "You mean we're going 'stealing', right? Dalan, I haven't paid for anything in, like, six years."
[18:23 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz: "Depends on your definition of steal, really," he admits, then sits up and pulls an embroidered silk cloth out of his shirt. It has a detailed crest emblazoned on it, with thread that seems to sparkle. "We won't be paying for it, though. The Earl will. He's invited us to a ball tonight." The man suddenly remembers something, and holds up a finger, passing off the marque. He then pulls tass together into the shape of a rounded spade and holds out another buttplug. "Also, can't forget about this."
[18:24 PM] System: Disposable Catboys is online.
[18:25 PM] Erynn Dinasque: "Well, fine, but only if you promise we'll buy ridiculous things with the money that's not ours. I've been thinking of investing in a statue of myself, anyhow." She looks at the plug with disconcert. "I think I'm all butted out for the day."
[18:26 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz laughs, and pulls Erynn in for a kiss. Then he bends her over his knee and lifts up her skirt, "I wasn't really asking," he says with a playful laugh, and presses the plug against her ass. "I think you need a little punishment. And I think you secretly like it."
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[18:27 PM] Erynn Dinasque: "H-hey! Y--rrgh! You cut that out!" She punches him in the gut.
[18:30 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz flounders, but with Erynn on his lap, there's not really far he can go. Besides, she has little tiny baby punches, and it's kind of cute. He holds her down with his elbow, then pushes the magically created sex toy up her bottom, then gives it a smack. "There, all filled up. Besides, the one last night was at least two inches bigger. At least you'll be able to move around like this."
[18:30 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz: "Besides," he says, righting her up and setting her down on her plugged ass, "weren't you begging for it last night? Don't make me make that thing start vibrating."
[18:32 PM] Erynn Dinasque: "Nng--w-well, sure, but I was young and foolish last night--I've learned and matured since then."
[18:33 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz: "So much maturing," he says, motioning to the tray, "eat your eggs and shush. The way you're talking it's as if last night happened weeks ago." That would just be silly.
[18:35 PM] Erynn Dinasque kneels on the bed, so she's at least not sitting on the plug, and keeps eating--intentionally avoiding the eggs, just to spite Dalan. "Yeah," she thinks, glaring into his eyes and shoveling more not-eggs into her mouth, "he gets the message."
[18:36 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz gets no such thing. He just sits there twisting his pinky finger in his ear. He pulls it out and looks at the little ball of wax with one eye closed, then flicks it away and rubs his finger on the bed.
[18:40 PM] Erynn Dinasque clears her plate, shovels on some more, clears it again, shovels on some more, clears it, all within a few minutes.
[18:43 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz: "So, anyway," Dalandau says, watching her defy the laws of physics, "the ball is at five. There'll be a dinner served, and of course dancing. A few bigwigs. I snagged us two invites, as well as that marque, so we'll be good. Can't really compare with blatant theft, but I'm sure you don't mind free stuff. Where do you even put that crap? Does it all go to your perky ass? It definitely isn't going to your tits..."
[18:45 PM] Erynn Dinasque: "It goes where it's needed," she says with a synthetic air of wisdom. "And you try living on the streets. You get good at eating, by necessity."
[18:47 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz: "Jeez, tryin' to make me feel guilty?" he says with a frown and a dismissive wave. "You're probably richer than I am... I guess that kids stuff never goes away, though, huh?"
[18:50 PM] Erynn Dinasque: "Guess not," (she has to stop to belch) "but hey, it made me who I am. And considering how great I am, it's hard to argue with that."
[18:51 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz: "Yeah..." he says, with a shrug and a suppressed laugh, "hard to argue..."
[18:51 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz hops off the bed, "Buuuut, I've never been one to take the easy route, so we really gotta do something about that attitude."
[18:51 PM] Erynn Dinasque jams a knife into the table. "Hard... to... argue."
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[18:53 PM] Erynn Dinasque: "So, wait, you're saying that the easy way is to get rid of the parts of me you don't like? Wouldn't it be easier to change yourself to get used to them?"
[18:54 PM] System: Erynn Dinasque changed status to Busy, Bein' lude
[18:55 PM] Erynn Dinasque: *harder to change yourself
[18:56 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz: "No, the easy way is to let you burp all over the place and not take you out in public," he corrects, waggling a finger at her, "but I prefer to argue, because it's fun. I mean, really, we've spent every day together traveling for two weeks, have I ever done anything the easy way? We've got," he looks at his wrist, even though he doesn't have a watch, and I don't even know if clockwork technology would be that advanced, "eight hours to get you prepared to be a princess."
[18:57 PM] Erynn Dinasque: (It's fantasy. It exists.)
[18:58 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz: "Oh, did I mention you're my wife? Yeah, I probably should have mentioned that. Or at least that's what the Earl thinks. I mean, I'm sure he'll figure out you're not eventually when he sends a letter to my father telling him how grateful he was to host the lord's son and his wife, but that'll be at least a week or three and we'll be long gone by then."
[19:00 PM] Erynn Dinasque: "I didn't, but I was ready to lie my ass off anyway so whatever. And you don't need to worry--you might not have guessed, but I'm a pretty good actress. I can be a princess when the situation calls for it. Hell, I've been a king. Now that's a story," she laughs.
[19:01 PM] System: Alex Marcellus changed status to Busy, dueling a brown elf
[19:03 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz smacks the girl's hand with a ruler, and adjusts the glasses that he now has. "Class is now in session. Sit up straight, and put your feet on the floor. I don't want to hear any complaints about your butt."
[19:03 PM] Erynn Dinasque: (I'm planning out a 4e game.)
[19:04 PM] Erynn Dinasque: "Ow! Oh god, this is the lead-in to a song, isn't it? I can see it coming."
[19:04 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz: (You? I thought 4e was your bane. In the sense that Spirits have banes)
[19:04 PM] Erynn Dinasque: (3.5 is my bane. I like 4e.)
[19:05 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz: "No, but I am sure there's something you can do to improve your grades," he says.
[19:06 PM] System: Disposable Catboys changed status to Away
[19:06 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz: "Wait, no, that'll have to wait. We need to get you a fancy dress and teach you to dance with something your ass. Unless you already know how, in which case we'll reteach you anyway."
[19:08 PM] Erynn Dinasque stands up. "Or--far-out suggestion, take the stick out of your ass. My ass! I meant to say my ass--sorry, I've been practicing saying that at night and it just sort of slipped out. Take the stick out of MY ass."
[19:08 PM] System: MissJane is offline.
[19:08 PM] Erynn Dinasque: "And can't you magickize clothes in the first place?"
[19:09 PM] System: MissJane is online.
[19:10 PM] System: Sarin is online.
[19:12 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz: "Yeah, but I got a marque and everything," he says, pointing the magicked ruler at the cloth Erynn was using as a napkin. He picks it up and starts ringing it out, doing the equivalent of Prestidigitation to get the everything-but-the-eggs off. "I mean, this is, like, free clothes. Plus, I really just wanna make you walk around with the stick in your ass and watch you blush," the mage admits. He points at the mirror on the wall over the dresser, "I mean, look at your cheeks, they're so cute and red."
[19:14 PM] System: Sarin is offline.
[19:15 PM] Erynn Dinasque covers her blushing with a quick illusion. "Whoops, your dream is dead. Better just give up and let me have my pooper back, huh?"
[19:17 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz: "Nope!" he says with a smile, magicking up a set of fancy clothes and tossing them to Erynn, "Get dressed, it's my pooper now."
[19:18 PM] Erynn Dinasque: "Well that's... a horrifying image." She holds out the dress. "Could you cut out the middleman and just put this on me?"
[19:19 PM] Erynn Dinasque: (You need to watch Parks and Recreation.)
[19:19 PM] Erynn Dinasque: (Just putting that out there.)
[19:20 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz: (Hah, seems weird to bring up, what's the relevance?)
[19:20 PM] Erynn Dinasque: (Been meaning to for a while.)
[19:20 PM] Erynn Dinasque: ('Cause it's great.)
[19:21 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz: (I've seen some of it. It's pretty fun)
[19:22 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz: "Yeah, but then I don't get to watch," he says, leaning against the dresser and crossing his arms. He waves the ruler around in a circle, "Get to it. Lemme see that ass, gurl."
[19:22 PM] Erynn Dinasque: "I suppose I could just not change at all. Then you still wouldn't get to watch."
[19:25 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz: "Yeah, but..." he snaps his fingers and then it feels like fingers are all up in Erynn's insides, wiggling around. He smirks as the buttplug does magical stuff, "Then I'd have to do this!"
[19:25 PM] Erynn Dinasque clutches her gut and falls to the ground. "What the hell, man? Is this how you treat a lady?"
[19:26 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz: "Nope," he says, the tilde in his voice practically visible.
[19:27 PM] Erynn Dinasque: "All right, dammit, I'll change. Just... stop this."
[19:27 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz: They stop, and Dalan just leans there smiling. "Let's see that ass," he says again.
[19:30 PM] Erynn Dinasque groans, turns away, and flips up her dress, wiggles a bit, then pulls the dress the rest of the way over her head. "Of course, you'll basically have to put this thing on me yourself, unless you want it to wrinkle," she sneers. "Ain't fancy dresses the best like that?"
[19:37 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz shrugs, and steps up, props going away. "Who wouldn't want to help a beauty like you get dressed?" he teases, slipping the dress down over the elf's body. He gets behind her, and starts lacing it up, pinching here and there and tugging, working out little bits. It's not a ballgown by any stretch, but it is a rather formal looking thing, and it shows off her back. He runs his hands along the rude little elf's arms, and forms the long gloves she so seems to adore, white and ostensibly silk. His fingers work at the strings on the back, lacing them up.
[19:41 PM] Erynn Dinasque pivots a bit and looks the dress over. "Ugh. You never get used to these things." She runs her hands down her hips, then pulls out the skirt to the sides; it just feels way too thick and heavy and fragile.
[19:41 PM] System: MissJane is offline.
[19:41 PM] System: MissJane is online.
[19:42 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz: "You look beautiful," he says honestly, running his hands through her hair, and pulling a ribbon out of it, putting it all up in a bow. "Look at yourself in the mirror."
[19:47 PM] Erynn Dinasque squirms uncomfortably as Dalan musses with her hair. "I know what I look like, thanks," she snaps.
[19:51 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz: "Heh, yeah, and you don't let anyone forget it, but I figure you might like to hear it some time when you aren't being a little bitch about it," he says, looking at the reflection of them both in the mirror. "Come on, let's go shopping," he says, stuffing that marque in his pocket. He moves around in front of Erynn, and bows a little, offering a hand and his CockySmirk®.
[19:53 PM] Erynn Dinasque: "Yeah, sure. Let's just get this over with so I can get paid."
[19:56 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz takes her hand, and leads her out the door and down the stairs. He gives the clerk, the same one from last night, a wave, "Ah, thank you so much for the suite. It's done wonders for our marriage already! Look at my lovely wife," he says about the girl, and the large egg shaped thing inside of her twitches a little. "Isn't she beautiful?" he asks, knowing full well what's going on inside of her ass. "Oh, yes, she looks radiant!" the innkeeper says, noticing the blush on her cheeks, but not realizing where it comes from.
[20:00 PM] Erynn Dinasque curtseys to the clerk. "You're too kind, miss. It's just a shame how much he had to beat me to get me to marry him--a real shame. I was worried the beatings would get even worse once we were married, but they're hardly half what I thought! Or maybe that's just because I'm getting used to them--it's marvelous the way two people grow together, isn't it?" She smiles innocently and summons all her rogueish charm.
[20:00 PM] System: MissJane is offline.
[20:05 PM] System: MissJane is offline.
[20:05 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz: The old woman blinks in shock, looking confused and concerned, but Dalandau gives a little dismissive wave--which makes fingers come out of the egg and start tickling the rogue's insides, "the beatings are the best part of the honeymoon suite," he says, with a little wink, "you really ought to think about adding some leather and paddles to all the pink and plush." The woman's face gets red and she suddenly goes back to filing papers or whatever, and stammers out a congratulations or condolences or something and pretends not to be paying attention anymore.
[20:08 PM] Erynn Dinasque once again clutches her stomach--"right on cue," she thinks--and, totally sincerely, falls to the ground. "Oof! O-oh, don't mind me--just a lingering injury from years ago--you know how newlyweds are, no sense of aaagh--of self-control."
[20:10 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz helps her to her feet, one hand around her waist. "Oh, and you might want to put more lube in the drawers. My poor darling is so petite, and I'm pretty big, if you get my drift, I mean in the cock area."
[20:11 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz: The woman nearly drops her papers, and rushes into the other room "ohlookibetterstartlunchhaveaniceday!"
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[20:12 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz stops the magic, and stifles a laugh. "Well, that was certainly fun," he says, leading Erynn out into the street.
[20:13 PM] Erynn Dinasque: "Think twice. Next time I'll have time to think about my story first." She steadies herself on her feet and brushes the dress; it had wrinkled a bit when she was writhing on the ground. "Gimme a hand with this?"
[20:16 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz cops a feel, but also helps brush the dress out, flattening those wrinkles. "Yeah, but do you really want anyone to find out you have a fist sized sex toy up your ass?"
[20:18 PM] Erynn Dinasque: "Do you really want anyone to find out who put it there? Those are your spell runes, are they not? Trust me, I'm quite familiar with the ridges on this thing."
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[20:19 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz waves the marque, "Psh, I could probably get away with murder."
[20:19 PM] Erynn Dinasque grins as if an idea's been put in her head.
[20:22 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz smacks her on the forehead with the letter, then stuffs it back in his pocket, "oh hush, you, you're probably enjoying this more than I am, and teasing people is my bread and butter. And no murdering."
[20:27 PM] Erynn Dinasque: "You're no fun." She hangs onto Dalan's arm as they walk. "I swear once this party's over I'm going to shove so many rocks up your ass you cough up gravel and see if you 'enjoy' it," she says, her voice staying perfectly calm and demure the whole time.
[20:30 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz: "Who's to say I wouldn't," he smirks, his arm hooked into hers, and his hand on top of hers. Too all the world they must look like a happy couple. Of course, they don't know the conversations they're having as they walk down the street to a cobbler. "Let's start by getting you some nice dancing shoes, huh?"
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[20:32 PM] Erynn Dinasque: "Look, I let you use your magic, now let me use mine. I'll just glamor the ones I've got on--it's what I always do. They're comfortable."
[20:35 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz: "That's the problem," he teases, pushing her through the door. "Garcon, we require dancing shoes. Some heels, preferably. We'll be attending the Earl's ball tonight." He produces the marque, and the boy at the counter looks started, "Ah! R-right this way, sir!"
[20:35 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz: "Is French even a thing?" Dalandau idly wonders.
[20:37 PM] Erynn Dinasque: "Perhaps it's a stand-in for some language which exists only in fantasy, such as elvish or gnome," says Erynn, possessed by some unknown force. She snaps back to reality, where Dalan just said something in gnome. "Excuse me, husband dearest, but I've got a plug somewhere in my body and the last thing I want is a pair of shoes which puts pressure on that part of my body," she half-whispers.
[20:39 PM] System: MissJane is online.
[20:39 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz: "I know," he says, giving the CockySmirk® once more as he leans down and kissing his darling dear on the nose, "but I wasn't really asking, was I?"
[20:41 PM] Erynn Dinasque: "You've just earned another rock," she mutters. "Oh, garcon! Please do hurry."
[20:42 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz: ((How are we on time?))
[20:43 PM] Erynn Dinasque: (I just realized I still need to run to the store for more Zzzquil; maybe an hour?)
[20:44 PM] Erynn Dinasque: (Well, let's say two.)
[20:44 PM] Erynn Dinasque: (I'll run out right now--since I've got access to a car I can be back in, like, fifteen minutes.)
[20:46 PM] System: Gail Gatewood changed status to Online, Not paying attention that much, but definitely here if someone wants to do something or chat
[20:46 PM] Erynn Dinasque: (Ooh! If my sister lets me borrow the car tomorrow--she probably will--that buys us another hour.)
[20:48 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz: (Fun, well, get off to the store and I'll think of ways to torment/arouse Erynn)
[21:15 PM] Erynn Dinasque: I'm back.
[21:15 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz: I'm front
[21:15 PM] Erynn Dinasque: ...
[21:15 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz: :3
[21:16 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz: After all the puns you make, that makes you ellipse?
[21:19 PM] Erynn Dinasque: Yes.
[21:20 PM] Erynn Dinasque: That makes me ellipse.
[21:20 PM] Erynn Dinasque: That's how bad it was.
[21:20 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz: :3
[21:20 PM] Erynn Dinasque: Just get to typefuckin'. Tick tock.
[21:23 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz: The shoe-guy rushes around to get a pair of shoes, and starts to help Erynn try the various pairs on. Dalandau just stands there, watching the whole affair, and making the toy playfully tingle at inopportune moments, like when the rogue is trying to walk in those ball room heels. She may have a good Dex score, but it's always hard to keep steady when you've got a fist sized wooden plug tickling you from the inside.
[21:32 PM] Erynn Dinasque: Erynn is about ready to cut Dalan a new magehole by the time she's strapped into her off-white inch-and-a-half heel dancing shoes, plus the long lacey stockings that go with them. She just keeps a calm smile, makes some mental notes, and avoids sitting down as much as possible. Seeing as it's a fancy shoe place, it's not very possible. So that warrants a few more mental notes. And like the dresses, once they're strapped on they're not designed to come off for anything less than an excavation team.
[21:35 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz pulls Erynn to her feet, thankfully, and then gives her a little twirl, unfortunately, spinning her around and getting a good look at her lovely stockinged feet as the hem of her skirt flies up. "Ah, lovely, lovely. Now, let's do something about the dress, shall we?"
[21:39 PM] Erynn Dinasque: "Or we could do something about the damn thing under the dress. That sounds more fun."
[21:42 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz: "Do... this?" he asks, wiggling his fingers, causing the toy to do the same.
[21:44 PM] Erynn Dinasque: "Aagh--that's just about the opposite of what I meant." She's forced to throw herself against Dalan's body.
[21:45 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz: All according to keikaku TL Note: keikaku means plan "Careful there, honey," he taunts, one hand on her back and the other on her bottom. "New shoes take a little getting used to, don't they?"
[21:47 PM] Erynn Dinasque takes a deep breath. "Oh, you. Tee-hee! Now why don't we step outside?"
[21:48 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz gives that ass a little pat, and winks, "let's," he says, leading her back out arm in arm, and heading towards a dressmaker.
[21:51 PM] Erynn Dinasque: "Oh, you frisky devil, you!" she says perfectly vapidly at his little pat. Once outside, she drops the act. "Find an alley or something. This plug is coming out now."
[21:52 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz: Smiling as he walks, Lan gives her a pat on the hand, "only if you want me to put something else in," he offers.
[21:53 PM] Erynn Dinasque: "...and as a point of curiosity, would the plug be replaced after this 'something else'?"
[21:55 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz: "Of course," he says, turning down an alleyway. "Would you really have it any other way? Besides, we wouldn't want your panties getting anymore soaked than they already are, would we?"
[21:56 PM] Erynn Dinasque: "Joke's on you, clod. You should know better than anyone I'm not wearing panties. God dammit." She realized what saying that meant was bound to happen next. "And they wouldn't be wet anyway. Don't be gross."
[22:04 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz: "Figure of speech," he says, pushing her up against the wall. He puts one hand next to her on the wall, and the other he uses to pull up her skirt, and feel just how wet she is. Dalandau leans down and kisses her as he does so, forcing her head back against the building.
[22:06 PM] Erynn Dinasque: "See? Dry as a bone." Well, okay, almost dry as a bone, but who's gonna split hairs? She plants her hands on Dalan's shoulders and tries to shove him away.
[22:07 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz: "Pretty wet bone," he muses, letting off just a little and smirking. Not the trademark smirk, though. Just a regular one. "You sure you want that thing out?"
[22:09 PM] Erynn Dinasque: "Yes." As long as she's mostly exposed she reaches back to try to tug it out. "Burn it afterwards. Err, I mean, if you want. I suppose you could smash it or throw it off a cliff--I don't want to impose."
[22:12 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz: The thing wiggles and expands, little lacquered wooden fingers writhing about before it pops away into nothingness. While that's going on, he unbuttons the front of his pants, and guides Erynn to her knees. "You know, I don't usually do this, but I'm going to go ahead and blame you for it."
[22:14 PM] Erynn Dinasque: "Oow! What was--" She stops as she's pushed to her knees. "Ooh, so you want a little afternoon, middle-of-the-busy-marketplace delight? I'm not saying 'no'..."
[22:15 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz: "Sounds more like a 'yes' to me," he says, offering her his wizard's staff.
[22:18 PM] Erynn Dinasque: "How very unbecoming of a prince," she mumbles before she starts ticking his cock, as it is called, with her silk-covered fingers, fiddling with the dials until it hits the desired stiffness.
[22:22 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz: "Mm..." he murmurs, leaning back against the wall. "Former prince," he corrects, reaching critical stiffness.
[22:24 PM] Erynn Dinasque nurses the tip of his dick. "And you're keeping in mind that the odds--mmph--of someone else going to the same high-class shindig--mm--seeing us here, with me on your cock--mmgm--are close to one hundred percent in this high-end shopping district?"
[22:26 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz: "No one can see," he mutters, hand on the back of her head. "Besides, it's nothing compared to what I... mmm, damn, girl... nothing compared to what I have planned for you later..."
[22:29 PM] Erynn Dinasque: "Hm?" she says, or at least some kind of moan that sounded inquisitive. She slips down further, easily swallowing Dalan to the base.
[22:31 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz arches his back a little, hips gently rocking forward. He lets out a little grown as his dick is swallowed up, and he just pats Erynn on the head, "don't you worry this pretty little head..."
[22:34 PM] Erynn Dinasque wants to wrap this up, so she starts sucking vigorously; she reaches into Dalan's pants so she can get his balls involved in the paty.
[22:34 PM] Erynn Dinasque: *party
[22:35 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz: "Lemme just help you there..." Dalandau mutters, slipping his trousers off and down to his ankles. "Damn, you know what you're doing..."
[22:37 PM] Erynn Dinasque feels a bit better knowing Dalan's willing to expose himself, too, but just keeps sucking. Though as a courtesy she lets go long enough to pop his balls in her mouth for a quick rinse while she's at it.
[22:42 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz lets out a little yelp of surprise, and spreads his legs a little. "You really know what you're doing... I shouldn't be so surprised, though..."
[22:46 PM] Erynn Dinasque: "Mmm-mm." She hasn't been using her tongue up until this point; she's been holding it back, waiting for the tactically perfect moment. She rubs in a cross-stitch pattern, starting as far back as her tongue can reach and working her way to the base, then re-starting as the front.
[22:54 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz: "Mm!" Dalan twitches, and clutches as gentle a fistful of elven hair as he can manage, coming off the wall and leaning forward a little. He snaps up to attention quickly, roughly knocking Erynn in the back of the throat. "H-hey there!" he says, giving a little wave.
"Something wrong there, fella?" a man's voice calls out, from the other end of the alleyway. There's a fence, and large crate full of discarded fabric blocking Erynn's view, but it seems someone is watching Dalandau.
"No, nothing wrong..." he says, trying to tap out on the girl's cheek. "Just, oh, s-something I date. Ate! Something I ate!"
[22:56 PM] System: Disposable Catboys is offline.
[23:00 PM] Erynn Dinasque speeds up her already impressive sucking pace tries to finish Dalan off before the stranger gets too far.
[23:02 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz trembles against the wall, and offers a distracted wave, "I'm fine, I'm fine," he promises, and then he doubles over, letting out a moan that has nothing to do with food poisoning and filling the elf's throat. He can't help but hump at her face a little, even if they do have an unaware audience. "J-just peachy!"
[23:03 PM] System: Thorn North is offline.
[23:06 PM] Erynn Dinasque swallows in just as much of a hurry, then shouts out to the stranger. "Excuse me, yoo-hoo!"
[23:08 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz: The man was already starting off, and turns around. "Huh?
[23:08 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz Mage-Hands his pants back up, and mutters something about whether or not he deserved this, leaning to the probably yes.
[23:10 PM] Erynn Dinasque is quick, and a knife pins his half-down pants to the wall behind him. She whispers up to Dalan, imitating his voice pretty well, "have fun, flasher." With that same voice she shouts to the stranger: "Come back here, please, I've got something important to show you!"
[23:11 PM] Erynn Dinasque dives out of the way.
[23:12 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz actually half expected something like this to happen. The man comes into the alleyway a little nervously, and looks around to see Dalandau "Uh... hey, guy..." he says nervously, pants pinned to the building.
[23:24 PM] Erynn Dinasque , meanwhile, has scurried through the alley. Surprisingly quickly, she pops up at the alley's entryway. "Excuse me? What's going on back here?"
Dalan may be the one who knows what he's doing in the forest, but Erynn's waited weeks for the chance to show him what she can do in her environment.
[23:25 PM] Erynn Dinasque: (And I think the problem was that I had it written as /me, with the comma pressed against it.)
[23:25 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz: (That is the problem. It won't recognize anything with a / command that isn't a slash command, but won't send the comment either)
[23:26 PM] Erynn Dinasque: (Would you be able to send me the logs once this is over?)
[23:27 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz: (Already copied them for you)
[23:27 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz looks back down the alley, then back to the entrance. "Damn, you're fast..." he mutters. "Uh," he pulls the knife out of his pants, and pulls them back up, "You seem to have scared off my whore," he says with a chuckle. "She was a cute one, too."
[23:29 PM] Erynn Dinasque: "Goodness," says Erynn, much, much more loudly than necessary. "I recognize you! You're Dalandau Weiss-Cruz, that noble who's a friend of the Earl's!"
[23:33 PM] Erynn Dinasque scurries away again before anyone gets a good look at her--she was bluffing, for the most part; there was only the one stranger, but yelling made it seem like there was more.
The crowd of one shook his head and headed off; as soon as he was far enough, Erynn dropped from the rooftop in front of Dalan. "Husband, darling, what's happened? Were you mugged by some fiend?"
[23:35 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz: "Mugged, that's right," he says, nodding and trying not to smirk. Not the trademark one or the every day one from before, but a 'you cheeky bitch, I want to make passionate love to you next to the fireplace' kind of smirk. "It was terrible, darling, they were big and scary..."
[23:37 PM] Erynn Dinasque: "Why, you think you're safe in these big cities." She pulls the dagger out of the wall, freeing up Dalan's pants. "We were headed somewhere, weren't we?"
[23:39 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz: "Yes, I believe we were," he says, hugging his darling sweet wife of tenyearsdontquestionit to his chest. He gives her a loving smack on the bottom and suddenly there's an egg shaped thing in there, slightly bigger than a fist.
[23:40 PM] Erynn Dinasque: "You... you... dammit! Now that the alley's empty again, she hikes up the back of her skirt and tries to pull the plug out herself.
[23:41 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz smacks her hand away. "Hey, two can play unfair," he teases.
[23:42 PM] Erynn Dinasque flashes her dagger. "You know, you were really lucky that the mugger aimed so low. Maybe the next one won't be some clumsy. Now while you ruminate on the mortal implications, perhaps you could do me the kindness of removing this plug from my ass."
[23:42 PM] Erynn Dinasque: *so clumsy
[23:45 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz: "For the record," he says, taking the girl by the wrist and gently putting it behind her back. He gives her a kiss on the lips despite where they've been, and whispers in her ear, "My whole outfit is made of tass, so it's not like I couldn't have pulled them up." Speaking of which, so is Erynn's. Or at least, it was before Dalandau snapped his fingers and she became naked there in the alleyway, save for the heels and the stockings.
[23:49 PM] Erynn Dinasque: "H-hey!" She reaches back with both hands and keeps pulling at that infernal penetrator. "Nngshh... is this how you treat the people who suck your cock on a whim? This behavior seems distinctly lacking in class."
[23:52 PM] System: Jill Cunningham changed status to Online
[23:52 PM] Dalandau Weiss-Cruz snaps his fingers, and Erynn is back in her dress, all corseted up and back to normal. Plug still in. "You're right, I have to admit I do like people who suck my cock on a whim. But really, we're burning daylight. We've only got a few more hours until you and I are on the dance floor."